In the silence

In the silence
At the threshold of your absence
You haunt me
With the same laughter
I had heard in a memory
Where I lived before you.

On every journey, you are my shadow.
On sidewalks, I see your echoes in the falling leaves.
When the day begins to fade,
You slip into the embrace of twilight,
To reach the next dawn before me.

You are a memory.
Three words.
And not one
Of them
Exists without
Your presence
In my heart.